When We Met
My love. I remember the first time we met. You were wearing a Jimmi Hendrix hoodie. You were incredibly handsome. I had a giant Angela Davis ‘fro. You walked up to me and said "I like your hair, are you a model?" I rolled my eyes, but I heard an accent and was intrigued. You were Irish, you told me, in your thick brogue. I'm a sucker for an accent,…
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